[00:00.00]Airplanes (Freestyle|Explicit) - Royce da 5'9"
[00:01.24]Lyrics by：Royce da 5'9"
[00:10.06]Since '99 I've been d**e in this focusing unfocusing
[00:13.26]Sure as the sun floats as sure as the sun's smoking
[00:15.77]I was the gun-toting-est my 'cuz told me
[00:18.22]Don't get demoted keep it close to your digits
[00:20.42]You know you get it you let
[00:21.46]Yourself get too close to them chickens
[00:22.98]I said I disagree then
[00:24.23]I let superhead lick on me
[00:26.08]Stroking the kitten of Kat Stacks
[00:28.03]'Bout to turn around and write
[00:29.05]A book about both of them b***hes
[00:30.71]Next stop to the top I done went from A to X-Y
[00:33.90]Almost at Z chilling at a rest stop
[00:36.28]My new b***h call her my PS3 you
[00:38.68]Your b***h p***y call it my Xbox
[00:40.93]Me I'm the rhyme ruler
[00:42.23]Me and Denaun together deadly as Nas in his prime
[00:44.72]You 'bout deadly as a benign tumor
[00:46.71]Since '92 been a highly touted retarded truth
[00:49.17]Prolly 'bout to Eli Porter-potty somebody booth
[00:51.88]Never sellin' my soul I'm sellin' my skills
[00:53.91]I'm on rap's radar now Elliott Wilson
[00:56.88]Painter of the underground canvas
[00:58.73]Even though I can't freelance no more
[01:00.70]The underground's famished
[01:02.07]Before I settle for less then average
[01:04.04]I'll swallow a watermelon
[01:05.21]Follow it with a double-down sandwich
[01:07.31]I swear that God told me
[01:08.83]Slaughterhouse would be
[01:09.94]The second time around for me
[01:11.44]All eyes on me I know
[01:13.23]I'm not the greatest I go hard
[01:15.15]Your boombox is now invaded Bogart ha
[01:18.30]Look at me today eight years ago
[01:20.18]I was popular for being hated Solar
[01:22.81]Nickel Nine's the ruler
[01:24.43]God combined with Buddha
[01:25.90]Gifted oblongata prized medulla
[01:28.07]Each line's like a computer bomb designed by MacGyver
[01:30.88]That only can be detonated by MacGruber
[01:33.25]I'm thinking if I ain't
[01:34.39]Binge-drinking then I ain't living
[01:35.84]Somebody told me
[01:36.81]I'm prolly dying but I ain't listen
[01:38.32]By the time it could harm me
[01:39.43]I'll prolly die by a trigger
[01:40.86]So I'm only going cold
[01:42.01]Turkey right after thanks giving
[01:44.25]I paint pictures between blank scriptures
[01:46.28]Now just how contradictory is it that I pray
[01:49.34]The name's Royce and I be poppin' so much p***y
[01:51.83]Dwight Howard look at me sideways
[01:54.05]And while the b***hes try to grab all on my dick
[01:56.32]I can't even get my own n***a to rap on my s**t
[01:58.93]You form a clique it should be sacred I shouldn't say s**t
[02:01.76]'Cause the truth hurts like the b***h that Dre ditched
[02:04.31]Nobody loves my n***as like me
[02:06.50]Sober or wasted for you there's no replacement
[02:09.31]I swear that God told me
[02:10.75]Slaughterhouse would be the second time around for me
[02:13.32]All eyes on